I'd wash my hands of you but I like the way you smell
I'd turn my back on you but I'd never live to tell
I'd burn your pictures but you know you're just to pretty
I'd burn your letters but I could never burn up
Little Hello Kitty
I'd forget your number but it's written on my brain
I'd forget the feel of your skin but it's driving me insane
I'd look for other fish but you know the sea's polluted
I'd try to be happy but you know I'm rather well suited
For the life of strife and trials and tribulations
I wish I could pretend it nothing but a
Sexy vacation
Nothing but a s**y vacation
Sexy vacation
I'd move away but I know some day you'll be famous
I wish I was a 19th century shepherd named Patrick, James, or Seamus
Yeah, I'd write you off but you're good for too much material
I wish I could eat my words but I can barely keep down my cereal
I'd just start over but you know we're not getting any younger
What's the matter has the mean old cat got your tongue girl
I destroy my radio when it plays your favorite song
But the melody lingers on and on
About the life of strife and trials and tribulations
I wish I could pretend it nothing but a
Sexy vacation
Nothing but a s**y vacation
Sexy vacation
I remember the laughter and the fun
But I knew I was under the gun
You always had me in your sights
Even when we turned out the lights
And the road to hell is surely paved with heavenly delights
This life is rife with strife and trials and tribulations
I wish I could pretend it was
Nothing but a s**y vacation after all
Nothing but a s**y vacation after all
Nothing but a s**y vacation after all
Nothing but a s**y vacation after all